I watched the way work banged up my skin, mezmerized
and was reminded of older times.
Who saves the savior?
Blood is burning fire through my veins.
And I'm all show.
And no one, I know, will read this.
And if they do, not seriously.
And if then, not caring.
I need your help..
I want to give up to it again.
I want to surrender...
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